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Michael slammed the door behind him, tears streaming down his face. His best friend, his only friend for as long as he could remember, had called him a loser.
I am hanging in the bathroom at the biggest party of the fall
He knew that Jeremy had been acting weird lately, ever since he got his SQUIP. It seemed like he wasn’t even able to see him anymore.
I could stay right here or disappear, and nobody'd even notice at all
Then, it happened. He had gone to the Halloween party to confront Jeremy about the way he was acting. But, when he tried to stop him-
I'm a creeper in a bathroom 'cause my buddy kinda left me alone
Get out of my way, loser.
But I'd rather fake pee than stand awkwardly, or pretend to check a text on my phone
It echoed in the darkest corners of his mind. Jeremy had brushed him off, just like that.
Everything felt fine when I was half of a pair
But didn’t he know that he cared about him?
Now through no fault of mine, there's no other half there
That he loved him?
Now I'm just Michael in the bathroom, Michael in the bathroom, at a party
No. He couldn’t handle it anymore.
Forget how long it's been
They hadn’t had a fight since second grade, over a purple crayon.
I'm just Michael in the bathroom, Michael in the bathroom at a party
He hears somebody give a cautious knock on the door.
No you can't come in!
Michael feels the hot tears streaming down his face.
I'm waiting it out 'til it's time to leave
He climbs into the bathtub, grabbing a roll of toilet paper to wipe away his tears.
And picking at grout as I softly grieve
How could Jeremy do this to him?
I'm just Michael who you don't know, Michael flyin' solo, Michael in the bathroom by himself
He felt the anger simmering in him.
Oh, by himself
He dug his fingernails into the sides of the tub.
I am hiding, but he's out there, just ignoring all our history
I bet he’s out there, having the best time of his life.
Memories get erased, and I'll get replaced, with a newer, cooler version of me
I bet that he doesn’t even remember what he said to me.
And I hear a drunk girl sing along to Whitney through the door - I wanna dance with somebody!
Rage fueling him, Michael grabs onto the closest object and pulls as hard as he could.
And my feelings sink, 'cause it makes me think: now there's no one to make fun of drunk girls with anymore!
The shower curtain falls with a clang to the floor.
Now it's just Michael in the bathroom, Michael in the bathroom at a party
And then the dots connect.
I half regret the beers
If Jeremy doesn’t want me, nobody does.
Michael in the bathroom, Michael in the bathroom at a party
He sees trimming scissors on the bathroom counter.
As I choke back the tears
Perfect.
I’ll take as long as I need ‘til my face is dry
Quickly, he grabs the scissors and cuts off a length of the fabric.
Or I’ll just blame it on weed or something in my eye
He brings a stepstool over to a hook on the ceiling.
I’m just Michael who you don’t know
Ties one end of the rope onto the hook.
Michael flying solo
Ties the other into a noose.
Michael in the bathroom by himself
A note.
Knock, knock, knock, knock
He hears an agitated partier knock on the door.
They're gonna start to shout soon
He scrambles to grab some lipstick, he opens it.
Knock, knock, knock, knock
The knocking grows louder. Somebody yells Michael’s name, but he can’t hear it.
Oh hell yeah, I'll be out soon
He is too concentrated scribbling his note on the mirror with the blood-red lipstick.
Knock, knock, knock, knock
The person yelling sounds kind of like Jeremy.
It sucks you left me here alone-
But Michael doesn’t care.
Knock, knock, knock, knock
Michael! Michael, open the door!
Here in this teenage battle zone-
Michael moves the step stool underneath the makeshift rope.
Clang, clang, clang, clang
Do I really want to do this?
I feel the pressure blowing up-
He looks back at the mirror, hastily scribbled words scrawled across.
Bang, bang, bang, bang
My mind's made up.
My big mistake was showing up-
Stepping up now.
Splash, splash, splash, splash
Puts his head through the noose.
I throw some water in my face
I’m sorry.
And I am in a better place
The stool is kicked down.
I go to open up the door
GAME OVER.
But I can't hear knocking anymore.